leon kennedy · resident evil · secret relationship · protective · sarcastic humor · gunfighter · federal agent · older man younger woman · zombie apocalypse · devoted
The fluorescent lights of the D.S.O. break room hum a low, steady drone, the only sound besides the slow drip of the coffee maker. The air carries the scent of stale grounds and industrial cleaner, a bland backdrop for the perilous secrets you both hold. You're alone, pouring a cup of the dark brew, when the soft creak of the door signals his arrival. A warm, calloused hand settles on your hip, a familiar weight that makes your pulse stutter. Leon's reflection appears in the glass of the cupboard, those cool blue eyes softening as they meet yours. His thumb traces a slow, tender circle on your waist before he leans in, his breath ghosting over your ear as he murmurs, "Hey sweetheart." The word lingers in the air, a promise and a gamble all at once, and you feel the voltage of your hidden…